Chapter 149 Talking and Laughing The turntable doesn't turn very is roughly equivalent to three times the speed of the second hand and can rotate three times in one minute. But even at such a slow speed, it was still difficult for Butler Hu to hit the target. He kept aiming and throwing with an excited expression. Even his big furry tail was trembling. It was obvious that he was playing very seriously. The sharp flying knife ruthlessly pierced into the woman's body, spurting out streams of blood. The woman was howling at first, but later she was just sobbing helplessly. The most cruel thing about the throwing knife turntable is that the knives are too short and shallow. Although sharp, it is difficult for them to be fatal quickly. Therefore, the woman did not become completely motionless until she had endured more than twenty knives. Liang Fang's face turned pale. Because she might also be tied to the turntable, with holes all over her body, and the newcomer's accuracy in throwing knives at the target would not be any better than that of Butler Hu. click! The flying knife pierced the apple. The game of spinning wheel and throwing knives finally ended. "Great!"
Butler Hu stamped his feet in surprise and puffed out his chest with a sense of accomplishment. But the poor woman tied to the turntable no longer looked like a human being. Butler Hu wiped his sweat and turned his body to let the blood-stained turntable pass. He said to Wei Dian and the others, "My demonstration is over. Who will get on the turntable and throw the flying knife next? Have you decided?" Liang Fang's body stiffened and she wanted to raise her hand, because she knew that no matter what, Wei Dian's throwing knife was more accurate. Wei Dian patted her shoulder. "You throw the knives, and I'll go to the turntable." Liang Fang was stunned: "But..." Wei Dian smiled gently. "There's nothing to worry about, trust me." Hearing Wei Dian's comfort, the tense expression on Liang Fang's face eased a little. Since entering the blessed land, she and Wei Dian have been exploring the tombs together. She knows Wei Dian's abilities best. This person is different from all the relatives she has met. Although there is always a crazy smile on his face. But under that smile, almost no problem could stump him. If only one of them could survive, Liang Fang believed that person would definitely be Wei Dian. Soon Wei Dian was tied to a turntable covered in women's blood. The fishy smell and greasy feeling on the turntable made Wei Dian feel a little uncomfortable. Just as he was about to laugh at himself, a small apple was stuffed into his mouth. This apple was only half the size of the woman's, making it even harder to hit. But Wei Dian thought this was just right. Then the turntable started to turn, and just as Butler Hu was about to speak, Wei Dian began to urge him incoherently. "Hurry up and throw the ball. The sooner you throw the ball, the sooner we can go down."
Wei Dian's calmness made Butler Hu a little panicked. Could it be that he had really encountered the opponent's strong point? Could he have a way to make sure that the flying knife would hit the target? Liang Fang also felt relaxed. She picked up a throwing knife, aimed as hard as she could, and threw it out when Wei Dian's head was facing up. "I believe you!" This knife attracted everyone's attention. Everyone was staring at the trajectory of the flying knife, and Wei Dian was laughing while holding an apple in his mouth at the same time the flying knife was thrown. puff... The flying knife pierced his shoulder. Butler Hu was stunned, the evil spirits present were stunned, and Wu Xian and others didn't know what to say. Aren't you a living target now? How is the difference between you and that woman just now? Why are you so confident? What are you laughing at? Liang Fang stamped her feet in shock and anger: "Didn't you ask me to trust you, you you you..." Wei Dian shook his head. "It's okay, just a minor injury, continue." at this point. Liang Fang had no other choice but to keep throwing the knives. The second knife stabbed the wooden board on the turntable. The third knife stabbed Wei Dian's cheek, leaving a cut that bled profusely. The fourth knife, the fifth knife... With every slash of the knife, the evil spirits cheered, and Wei Dian laughed with them. His laughter even drowned out the strange laughter of the evil spirits, which made Wei Dian look extremely crazy. Wu Xian, Du E, and Hu Yunkuan were all terrified, fearing that Wei Dian would really be stabbed to death. Guan Daorong, on the other hand, felt a little strange. As part of the killing spree, he was enjoying himself with other monsters and demons, but his mind wanted Wei Dian to suffer less injuries. In the high-pressure environment of Fudi. Even a murderer like him never considered infighting, because the death of any one person would reduce his own chances of survival. If his identity as a murderer had not been exposed at the beginning, then throughout the entire process of the blessed land, Guan Daorong would definitely be the one who showed the most focus on the team. The eighth knife stabbed the side of Wei Dian's nose, but only left a small wound. Liu Baoyu, who was sitting in the main seat, let out a light exclamation. "Interesting, it seems the tightrope walker also survived this way." Wu Xian's eyes narrowed slightly. He found that the flying knife was landing closer and closer to the apple, but the damage to Wei Dian was getting less and less.
It’s not that Liang Fang’s skills have improved, but every time Wei Dian laughs, the flying knife will suddenly change its trajectory! "So that's how it is. Hu Yunkuan really has to thank Wei Dian." Wu Xian clearly remembered that when Hu Yunkuan finally lost his balance, Wei Dian also smiled. The ninth knife, the flying knife fell close to Wei Dian’s scalp. The tenth knife. puff! The flying knife hit the apple! Liu Baoyu took the lead in applauding, and the applause was thunderous, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm. Liang Fang cheered in surprise. Then she hurriedly ran towards Wei Dian, wiping her tears while untying the ropes on Wei Dian. She was so nervous that she almost died when she threw the flying knife. Wei Dian's injuries were not serious, just a cut on his cheek and a dagger stabbed in the shoulder. Compared to Guan Daorong whose arm was fried in oil, this was only a minor injury. Wei Dian stepped down from the stage. Wu Xian smiled and nodded at him. "I understand why you're laughing." Wei Dian chuckled and did not respond to Wu Xian. But a fresh breeze blowing across my face explained everything. After Wei Dian passed the second blessed land, he received a joint blessing from the Marriage Master and the God of Wind, which was named: 【Chatting and laughing】! As the name suggests, as long as Wei Dian laughs, a gust of wind will appear. This wind is not strong, but it can appear at any location. It has no killing effect on evil spirits or humans. However, if this blessing is used flexibly, the effect is actually extremely powerful. More importantly, the wind generated did not consume much of Wei Dian himself, so Wei Dian smiled from time to time in order to skillfully control this breeze. He was originally a calm man, but after receiving this blessing, he became a lunatic. He just survived the flying knife on the turntable thanks to his ability to chat and laugh. By using the force of the wind to change the trajectory of the knife, the knife that has a chance of hitting the apple will be pushed closer, while the knife that cannot hit the apple will be pushed away from the body. He chose to take his own risk on the turntable for two reasons. The first is the ability to chat and laugh. If you want to micro-control, you need to concentrate. It is definitely not possible to control while throwing the flying knife. Second, he didn't want Liang Fang to get on the turntable. The third show is over. There is only one last show left. That is the duet program that Wu Xian and Du E are going to perform. You draw and I guess!
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